Reborn 92's Business Tycoon

Chapter 190: Chapter 190: I urge you to cherish your youth (Part 2)

Without stopping here, Feng Yiping drove to the entrance of the normal school in the south according to Zhang Qiuling's instructions. This area was more than ten minutes' drive from the county seat, with only some scattered residential buildings in between. There were not many people, and Feng Yiping and Wang Changning were both here for the first time.

'So remote!' Wang Changning said after getting out of the car and looking around for a while.

'Of course it's not as good as someone else's school in the city centre,' Zhang Qiuling said, stabbing Feng Yiping without naming him.

Xiao Zhijie looked at Feng Yiping and gave him a helpless look.

The door to the normal school was closed, so Zhang Qiuling knocked on the window of the guard's room and said something to the inside. Xiao Zhijie handed in a pack of cigarettes from the side, and in a while, a middle-aged man in uniform opened a door and let them in.

The normal school also has some history. It seems that it was originally the ancestral hall of a large family in the county. Later, it was rebuilt and expanded several times, but some of the original trees have been preserved. In some places, the ground is still paved with original green bricks, which looks more profound than the No. 1 Middle School in the city.

Intentionally or unintentionally, the three of them walked in front, leaving the two of them behind.

'How was the final exam?' Feng Yiping asked Huang Jingping, who deliberately walked a little slower.

'It was okay.'

'How's business at home these past two days?'

'It's OK.'

She kept her head down and said two or three words in response to whatever Feng Yiping asked.

'You're already at your school, aren't you going to introduce it to me?'

'Those you saw when you came in are the function rooms, this is the playground, that's the office building, and that's the teaching building. The three places they went to are the dormitory building and the canteen, which are also at the back of the school.'

That was really a very perfunctory answer.

'Take me to see your classroom,' Feng Yiping said.

Huang Jingping didn't say a word either, and walked ahead with her head down.

The teaching building was a long, three-storey building, with classrooms in the middle and leaning out diagonally on each side. Those were mainly the music rooms, practice rooms, and activity rooms for some of the school's clubs.

On the first floor, there was a hall on each side. As soon as Feng Yiping entered, he saw the honour board on the wall, and Huang Jingping's large headshot was pasted in the column for first-year students with good conduct, good grades and good behaviour. 'Who is this? Why is she so ugly?'

Huang Jingping wanted to laugh, but she didn't. She turned and walked towards the stairs. Feng Yiping quickly passed her and ran up to the third floor in one go. Looking around, she saw the ancient trees by the playground, which were very eye-catching, as well as the pond in front and the small garden next to it. She guessed that they were also the creations of the ancestral hall in the past. Looking at these three places today, they were precisely the most outstanding places of the normal school.

The sound of footsteps could be heard in the corridor. Huang Jingping ran up after them, holding on to the stairs, and stopped a few steps from the third floor. 'My classroom is on the second floor,' she said, breathing heavily, presumably from her hasty run.

Feng Yiping walked over, smiled and held out his hand to her. Huang Jingping hesitated for a moment, but then she took his hand and slowly walked up the stairs. She saw that Feng Yiping wasn't letting go of her hand, and he was still smiling at her. She couldn't hold back her laughter any longer, and she let out a 'puff' of a laugh. She took off her gloves and gave his arm a hard slap. 'I told you not to write back to me, and when you sent me the photo, I couldn't find a single word in the envelope except for the address.'

Feng Yiping grabbed her hand and said, 'Okay, I know I was wrong. I will write back more seriously in the future.'

'What else?' Huang Jingping snuggled up to him, one hand drawing circles on his chest, and asked him in a sweet voice, 'Do you miss me?'

Feng Yiping imitated her tone of voice and said, "Not bad!'

Huang Jingping immediately pounded him on the chest with her pink fists and said, "I told you to stop bullying me!'

Next, Huang Jingping spoke happily, as if she were singing, and took his hand, introducing him to each classroom, 'This is the preschool education major, this is the applied English major, this is the art education major...'

Finally, they arrived in front of a classroom window on the second floor, "This is our class, the elementary education major." She even pointed to her seat with great enthusiasm.

Feng Yiping deliberately asked, 'Is the person sitting next to you a boy?'

'Yes, a boy with the same surname as Zhang's,' Huang Jingping smiled and gave him a look.

'Hey, are you coming down or not? We're leaving!' Xiao Zhijie shouted from the playground.

'Let's go then!'

'Okay, it must be really lively in People's Square right now.' Huang Jingping took Feng Yiping's hand and started walking down.

Feng Yiping held onto her and shook his head, "I'm not letting go, I'm holding on!" Huang Jingping refused, with her head down.

'Think about it, if we both do this, won't it be uncomfortable for Wang Changning?' Feng Yiping tried to reason with her.

'Okay then!' Huang Jingping let go of his hand a little unhappily.

Zhang Qiuling saw that Huang Jingping looked a little unhappy when she came over, and immediately asked Feng Yiping again, 'What did you bully her for?'

'Nothing!' Huang Jingping walked over and took her hand, 'Let's go, I'm hungry!'

Wang Changning and Xiao Zhijie quietly gave Feng Yiping a thumbs-up. They had seen everything that had happened between them on the second floor.

On the way back to the county seat, Huang Jingping took the passenger seat voluntarily, and Xiao Zhijie wanted to sit with Zhang Qiuling in the second row, but she was driven to the back row.

People's Square was really bustling with activity. There were scaffolding structures set up on the square, with all kinds of New Year goods inside. The roads next to the square were also full of stalls, and the passageways were packed with people, bustling and jostling with each other.

'Keep an eye on your wallets!' Wang Changning said, taking the lead and walking in front.

'Yes, just keep some change in your pocket.' Zhang Qiuling handed her wallet to Xiao Zhijie and told him to put it in the inside pocket of his jacket.

Huang Jingping also handed her cartoon wallet to Feng Yiping, tugging at the corner of his jacket, "Come on, there's lots of delicious food up ahead!'

There was a section next to it where all kinds of cooked food were sold, and it was exuding a tempting aroma. "I want this, this, and this,' said Huang Jingping, buying food all the way along.

In the end, the two of them had their hands full of fried meatballs, roast pig's trotters, rice cakes, grilled sausages, leek pancakes, duck necks, marinated duck tongues...

Feng Yiping was surprised to see that the arrogant beef noodle restaurant had also set up a stall here, and he hurriedly queued up to get two takeaways.

'Let's go, or we can eat in the car.' After a while, the three of them could no longer be found.

'Okay,' Huang Jingping looked at the tables in front of the stalls, all of which were packed with people, and many people were standing next to them eating, so it seemed that they couldn't wait for a seat.

As they walked over, Wang Changning was already standing by the car, a plastic bowl of wonton in a plastic bowl, and a bag in his hand, which looked like it contained braised pork.

Feng Yiping found a newspaper and put the things in his hand on the middle seat, 'Come, eat together.'

Huang Jingping had finished a duck's neck and started eating the noodles too. She kept grabbing from Feng Yiping's bowl, but there was the same amount in both bowls, so what was there to grab?

After a while, Xiao Zhijie and the others came out with a big pile of food. 'It's true that there's not enough to go around,' they said.

Everyone was familiar with each other, so the two girls weren't shy and just let themselves go, eating heartily. In fact, the food didn't really taste that good, but perhaps it was the influence of the lively New Year atmosphere that made it seem delicious.

'I'm so full!' The three of them huddled together in the middle row, patting their stomachs, and made the two girls sit in the front row. Zhang Qiuling looked back and said in disgust, "You look terrible like that.'

'Haha, who was it that just fought me for the best chicken feet?" Feng Yiping asked her with a smile.

'You're still talking about it, you have no grace at all. Just by the name, chicken feet are for girls, so why did you fight so hard for them?'

Everyone laughed heartily when they heard this. Needless to say, she must have learned all these fallacies from Xiao Zhijie.

After eating in the car for a while, everyone still went to the rest of the place for a look around. This time, the two girls walked in front holding hands, while the three of them followed behind them with nothing to do, watching the two of them lingering in front of the small trinket stalls.

After wandering around for an hour, they hadn't actually bought anything, just a few trinkets like earrings. If they were the only customers like them, the stall owners would definitely lose money these two days.

Finally, they also went around the farmers' market. Feng Yiping saw that there were rabbits for sale, of different sizes and colours. They should be trapped by those old hands in the mountains. He picked the big and fat ones and bought five, just one for each person to take home.

When they returned to town, it was already dark, and the crowds on the street had dispersed, leaving behind a mess. Huang Jingping said to Feng Yiping before getting out of the car, 'Don't forget what you said!' Then she carried the rabbits and skipped merrily towards home.

'What did you say?' Xiao Zhijie asked immediately.

'Let me think,' Feng Yiping said with a smile, 'I said I would safely deliver you home.'

'Hypocrite!' Zhang Qiuling immediately retorted.

'Stop it, I'm driving!' Feng Yiping raised his hand to block the fists they were throwing at him.

Ps: I'm an idiot, but I'm very serious. Behind my wife's back, I've thought about this a few times: if I really had the chance to have an encounter like Feng Yiping's with the object of my first crush, what would I do? The result is what I've written today.

Please believe that I am a good family man who abides by the rules of marriage, and I wouldn't even dream of having an affair. But I am still a man, not a saint who is above all emotions.

I can assure you that if I really had a chance like Feng Yiping's, even if I met a female celebrity who was even more beautiful, more famous, and more popular in the future, I would at most take a few more looks, but I would never be tempted. However, when faced with Huang Jingping again, the object of my first heartthrob, well, I have to admit, I would still be tempted.

Feng Yiping and the others still have a long way to go, and the future holds infinite possibilities. Please watch and think, watch and support! Sincerely thank you!