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"Yeah, how old was she then? I followed Mom to Fuyi Elementary School." Xu Yun continued to make things up with a smile.

"Then you weren't in Golden Stone during junior high school, right?" Zhou Ni asked softly.

"Not here."

"Then do you remember Feng Xian and Tang Bing?"

"Of course I remember. Back in the first grade, you called him a slug. There was also someone called Wang Liwei. You called him a crybaby." Actually, these memories didn't count for much. What was truly interesting was the junior high school. Xu Yun had also gotten better after playing around and often talked about it during chat.

For example, in junior high school, Zhou Ni had an electric hand treasure. Wang Liyu was very envious of it and often borrowed it to play with. Dozens of years later, when they were chatting, Wang Liyu said that he would remember that electric hand treasure vividly for the rest of his life.

As for Feng Xian and Zhou Ni, they were indeed in junior high school, but they started to secretly develop feelings. However, there were many episodes between the two, and in junior high school, they were only friends with the opposite sex. Later on, Zhou Ni transferred to medical school and was only friends with Feng Xian, but in junior high school, the person she really dated was Tang Bing.

The reason why Xu Yun didn't mention Tang Bing much was because Xu Yun knew that in Zhou Ni's heart, Feng Cheng was her true cinnabar mole.

"It's true. It's really good that you remember us. You remember us, but we can't remember you at all." Wang Yan sighed with emotion.

Although she could not become a classmate of the medical academy like in her previous life, at least she would not be a stranger to her. And in the future, as long as there was a chance, their friendship would be hers, and it would be hers as well. A friendship that could happen overnight would not be reliable.

"It's nothing. Were we all young back then? I have to go first. Remember to the east of the bridge the day after tomorrow.

This time, Wang Yan and Zhou Ni did not resist, nor did they refuse.

Xu Yun narrowed her eyes as she looked at the sky. In this life, her fate was no longer the same. Since she was reluctant to part with some people, she had to have the patience to slowly wait and promote emotions.

After returning home, Xu Yun began to make clothes.

Xu Yu and Miao Shufeng were stunned speechless for a long time when they saw Xu Yun buy the fabric.

Lai Huiqing, on the other hand, took out the sewing machine with great support.

This old sewing machine with the phoenix tag had been Miao Shufeng's dowry in the past. Later on, as society progressed, more and more clothes were made. The sewing machine was then placed in Lai Huiqing's room and was occasionally taken out to be oiled to sew a bag.

Lai Huiqing looked at Xu Yun's skilled tailoring and then sat down next to the sewing machine. She giggled as she stepped on the pedals. "Yun-ge, when did you learn to dress like a car?"

"It's not that hard of a thing to do. I used to see you and your mother sitting here in the car's clothes, it would become easier and easier."

"That's as easy as you say. This car requires skill as well." Lai Huiqing was sitting on the side, hooking his woolen shoes and watching the stitches of Xu Yun's car.

The more Lai Huiqing looked at it, the more surprised she became. From start to finish, her rhythm had never relaxed, and her stitches were always straight from top to bottom. She neither jumped nor bent.

"Yun, did you play with your sewing machine when your grandmother wasn't paying attention?"

"Grandma, how did you know?" Xu Yun purposely winked at him as if she was grabbing a bag.

"From the looks of it, you seem to have used a lot of sewing to play with. Tsk, tsk, your car is pretty good. Yun, you have the talent to make clothes." Lai Huiqing looked at the stitches and could not help but praise them happily. To her, the more rhymes she knew, the more capable she would be.

Since her granddaughter was capable, she naturally had to be happy and praise herself. As for how she learned it, she didn't think too much about it.

"Of course. Now you know whose granddaughter I am. When grandma was young, I couldn't make any clothes, right?"

Lai Huiqing laughed out loud at Xu Yun's coaxing face. She no longer stared at Xu Yun, but said the same thing as usual while hooking up her shoes.

In the past, there were so many clothing stores. Everyone's clothes were made by themselves, or else they were issued by the production brigade, and in my time, the most beautiful clothes were military uniforms, so I thought, well, grandma thinks, if you get admitted into a high school, you should fill up the military academy in the future.

Xu Yun didn't say anything, but silently smiled. Other than the creaking sound of the sewing machine, all that was left in the room were the soft words that Lai Huiqing used to remember the Cultural Revolution.

She liked to listen to her grandmother like this, because from her grandmother's rambling, she could always feel a countless amount of love, warmth, and serenity. No matter how much time passed, this feeling would always reverberate in her heart.

On the second floor, Xu Ya sat on the headboard, smoking as she pondered, "Have you noticed that the rhyme has changed a lot?"

Miao Shufeng rubbed the cream in her hands. "Yes, I have changed. I have become more sensible than before."

Sometimes, I even feel that she was the one guiding me and not me. When I thought back to when I was fifteen years old, I really didn't understand anything, but Yun'er was planning her own life. Xu Yu sighed.

With this sigh, he didn't know if it was happiness or worry.

Now that he saw Xu Yun, he understood that he felt sad the more he understood her. He should be at a carefree age, but he was always thinking of how he could earn tuition and living expenses.

Logically, he should be happy. However, he was unable to be happy. That was because the more sensible his daughter was, the more it seemed that he, as her father, had not fulfilled his obligations and responsibilities.

"She knows how to plan her own life. This is a good thing, it means that her future will be good for us. What are you worrying about?"

Xu Yu didn't answer. What was he worrying about? He was sorrowful about his debt, especially thinking about the past few years. His and Miao Shufeng's attention seemed to have always been on Xu Tang. On the contrary, Xu Yun was always neglected. She was the most considerate and promising one.

If he could give half of Xu Yun's knowledge to Xu Tang, how good would that be?

"It doesn't matter if Yun Er can get into high school. This book, I must make her continue her studies. Just a thought from her was enough to ruin her future." Xu Yu let out a faint sigh.

Miao Shufeng did not respond. Now, however, she did not insist that Xu Yun attend any of the medical schools, thinking to herself, If she wants to study, let her do so. As for Xu Tang's feet, they should wear as many as they can.