Chapter 55: Male Classmate or Female Classmate?

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Protagonist:

Lin Xiyu

"Grandmother must be very sad."

Lin Xiyu's eyes turned red, wanting to shake off her mother's hand.

"Who isn't sad?"

Chen Xiulan felt uncomfortable inside being questioned by her daughter, her voice choked: "Do you think Mother feels good selling the bed?"

"That bed was something Mother had since I was born; at most, our family of five squeezed onto one bed, your Aunt Da, Uncle, and I all crawled and played on this bed as we grew up."

"If not forced by necessity, truly unable to scrape together money, who would want to sell the bed? That was also our warm childhood memory..."

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"Tomorrow I'll ask Sister Yan if I can get the money early."

Lin Xiyu felt heartbroken hearing this, and no longer had the mind to argue with her mother.

"Alright, you've been tired all day, go to the bathhouse for a bath and rest early."

Chen Xiulan felt somewhat better hearing her daughter say this: "Mother will tell Grandmother a word, tell her that our family's 30,000 yuan has a lead, let her not be anxious first, lest she ruin her health from anxiety."

"Mm."

Lin Xiyu busied herself in the kitchen on a hot summer day, sweating all over, feeling sticky all over, indeed wanting to take a bath first to relax.

"By the way, there's one more thing, don't blame Mother for nagging."

Chen Xiulan saw her daughter was obedient and sensible, smiled with relief, and just before going out suddenly thought of something, turned back, and solemnly instructed: "You're still young now, don't understand human relations, don't think that someone helping you means they treat you well, like you, just dive right in headfirst, you and that classmate of yours aren't suitable, his family's conditions aren't something our family can aspire to, being classmates is fine, making friends is absolutely not..."

"I know..."

Lin Xiyu's expression changed slightly, a flash of unnaturalness crossed her face.

"It's best if you can understand."

Chen Xiulan knew it wasn't suitable to say more, lest it cause her daughter's rebellious psychology, and stopped at the point.

At the moment her mother went out, a flash of desolation crossed Lin Xiyu's eyes.

Sitting silently in the room for a while, she calmed her mood, gathered her bathing clothes, held the basin, and went to the public bathhouse not far from No. 9 Courtyard.

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Wangfu Pool West Street.

When Guben returned home, the dishes were already on the table, Grandfather was still sitting alone under the tree shade in the yard playing chess, and Grandmother was waiting in the main hall with his mother Zhang Yuequan.

"Xiao Bin is back."

The bicycle bell rang in the alley, Grandmother heard it with sharp ears, her eyes showing joy, she lifted the curtain and went out to welcome him.

"Grandmother, Grandfather, I'm back."

Sure enough, the next second, Guben rode his mountain bike, rushing into the gate like a gust of wind.

"It's pitch dark, why are you only coming back now?"

Zhang Yuequan stepped out of the threshold afterward, her eyes showing displeasure.

"Mom, why did you come?"

Guben saw his mother, slightly surprised.

Zhang Yuequan didn't answer but asked back: "This is my maiden home, can't I come?"

"Of course you can."

Guben parked his bicycle, smiling and teasing: "I was thinking, today isn't the weekend, and there's no overtime or socializing in the evening, not like the work style of a strong woman..."

"Stop your glib talk."

Zhang Yuequan was amused by her son, but on the surface she was relentless: "Honestly explain, coming back so late, what were you doing?"

Guben casually perfunctoried: "Just finished filming a documentary, hung out at a classmate's house for a while."

"Classmate? Which classmate?"

Zhang Yuequan frowned: "Male classmate or female classmate?"

"Female classmate."

Guben knew he couldn't hide it, and directly admitted it.

"You child."

Zhang Yuequan scolded displeasedly: "Not coming home so late at night, running to a female classmate's house, what kind of talk is that?"