Chapter 149: Former Beauty (Part Two)

As long as I don't have to go to school, I'll do anything. By the time you guys graduate, my kid will probably be old enough to run errands, Song Yang laughed. I can't compare to you good students. Once you make something of yourselves in the future, you won't even deign to look at old classmates like us.
Whether you live a good life has nothing to do with how many books you've read. Maybe we won't even do as well as you in the future, Dong Yanyan smiled. She knew he didn't care about these things; rather than trying to comfort him, she was simply feeling deeply emotional herself. Back then, after finishing vocational school, she had gone through self-study exams and night school to earn a bachelor's degree. But what was the result? After working for a few years, didn't she just end up returning home to have children and raise them? Moreover, full-time mothers like her were hardly in the minority, forced by circumstances. If she hadn't traveled back in time, perhaps Lulu's education in the future wouldn't even be as good as his son's. After all, while he didn't have much formal education, he had plenty of money to provide a good educational environment for his child.
How could that be? You're all university material, cultured people, Song Yang joked cheekily. Just make sure that when you become a city dweller, you still recognize me.
Let me leave you my phone number so we can keep in touch, Dong Yanyan said, taking out paper and pen from her backpack. She wrote down her dorm's phone number and handed it to him. Song Yang casually took it and shoved it into his pocket.
I'll have to keep this safe. When my son is born, you'll have to come back and drink the full-month celebration wine, he said half-jokingly.
Dong Yanyan smiled as well. Deal! I'll give him a big red envelope then! She had attended his wedding back in the day, but she had never actually seen what his son looked like—she had only heard about him, never witnessing it in person.
So generous, Song Yang laughed.
Dong Yanyan nodded. Mm-hm, but when my daughter has her full-month celebration, you'll have to double it and pay it back.
Deal! But your daughter has to be my daughter-in-law, Song Yang laughed.
Dong Yanyan counted on her fingers. His son seemed to be three or four years older than Lulu. The age gap wasn't too bad. If he grew up to look like his father, that would be fine, but if he turned out to be as lazy and wayward as his old man, she would definitely not agree. Far too much trouble!
Well, that depends on your son's abilities. Let the children make their own decisions about their lives, she couldn't help laughing.
No problem at all. My son will definitely be just like his father, Song Yang boasted shamelessly.
Hey, hey, hey! These two are already arranging a match for their kids! Chen Wenfen teased with a mischievous grin. No way, Dong Yanyan, your daughter has to marry my son. My family offers a much higher bride price.
Daring to poach from right under my nose? Do you want a beating? Song Yang raised his fist at Chen Wenfen and shouted arrogantly.
Chen Wenfen unyieldingly raised his fist as well, and the two of them started chasing and wrestling around the table.
Look at them, they were still just kids themselves! Dong Yanyan watched the two of them bouncing around energetically, narrowing her eyes as she mentally pictured what a little Song Yang and a little Chen Wenfen would look like.
Yanyan, come play cards with us, Wang芳 said, walking over and tapping her on the shoulder.
Wang Fang had been their former class monitor and the belle of the class. Her grades and luck were both astonishingly good. She had just tested into a key high school, easily entered a university in Shanghai three years later, smoothly secured a recommendation for graduate studies, and subsequently found a decent job in that major metropolis. Whenever former classmates mentioned her, there was not one who wasn't envious.
Throughout those three years of middle school, Wang Fang had always treated her like a little sister. Standing before her, Dong Yanyan had felt like an ignorant child. True poise was something innate; Wang Fang had always possessed the aura of an alpha female. Whether in this small town now or in the big city later, she carried an air of powerful, confident composure.
Dong Yanyan now understood how important a strong inner self was. It completely transformed a person's entire mental state.
Everyone spent the entire morning playing and laughing. At noon, the dishes were served—abundant and rich. The classmates lively crowded around two tables. Song Yang picked up a beer bottle and poured drinks for everyone one by one. When he reached Dong Yanyan, she frowned with a troubled expression.
It's fine, I'll drink in your place later, Song Yang whispered with a smile.
That was what he said, but with so many people and the joyous reunion after a long separation, as the atmosphere and emotions heated up, Dong Yanyan felt too embarrassed to keep letting him block her drinks, and even ended up having two glasses with her. She had forgotten that her alcohol tolerance was only a single glass. Two glasses down, her mind began to blur again.
Song Yang, thank you for letting me get safely through these three years of my youth. I used to be so self-conscious and cowardly. Apart from getting slightly decent grades, I knew how to do nothing, was afraid of everything, and could do nothing right. But because you were around, I was never bullied, teased, or mocked by the rowdy boys, nor was I picked on by the bad kids. Everything I saw in my eyes was sunshine and beauty. Really, how could it be so wonderful? She grabbed Song Yang's hand, babbling and muttering incoherently. Some words of gratitude were better spoken while one still had the chance, because after today, everyone would turn around, wave goodbye, and walk their own separate paths, perhaps never to talk like this again.
Song Yang's eyes turned red.
Many people's eyes turned red. At such a sentimental age, this was practically the first major parting in their lives, making sadness inevitable. The result of this sadness was that everyone got high on alcohol. Seeing that they were making a ruckus past midnight and none of them could possibly go home, Song Yang's mother cleared out two rooms for them to sleep in.
Dong Yanyan squeezed onto a brick kang with several other girls, sleeping crisscross in all directions.
Early the next morning, she woke up unusually early. She grabbed her cosmetic pouch, went to the bathroom to wash up simply, and then returned to the room to wake up Li Juan.
I want to sleep a little longer... Li Juan mumbled, trying to roll over, her arm swinging out and landing squarely on the face of a girl beside her.
Little Linlin, your face is really silky smooth~~~ Let me touch it~~~ Li Juan pinched the other girl's cheek and laughed with a lewd expression.
Good grief! Playing the ruffian early in the morning! Aren't you disgusting? Get up already! Dong Yanyan couldn't take it anymore.
Li Juan reached out to grab her, but Dong Yanyan intercepted her wandering paws, pinched her chin with one hand, and laughed, You're still way too green to play the ruffian with your big sister! With that, she pounced on her and started messing with her wildly.
Just as the two of them were wrestling, Song Yang burst in blindly. Seeing the posture the two were in, he was startled, then immediately rushed in to help Dong Yanyan pin Li Juan down firmly. Unable to move, Li Juan shrieked with anger. Dong Yanyan smiled triumphantly: Look at that, how important personal character was. Who told Li Juan to flirt with everyone back at school?!
With the commotion they made, everyone else was woken up.
Seeing Song Yang barge in, Wang Fang hurled her pillow straight at his face and scolded, Didn't you see we aren't out of bed yet? Get out!
My loves, I came to wake you up for breakfast! Hurry up! Song Yang blew them a cheeky flying kiss and bolted out the door.