Zhou Qi was speechless when asked by Jiang Xinyu. He had never liked anyone before. After coming to Wuliqiao Brigade, he was attracted by the gentle, beautiful and motivated Jiang Yuzhu. He liked her, but he really didn't think about what would happen in the future.
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Jiang Xinyu dismissed Zhou Qi's question, and he no longer dared to look at Jiang Yuzhu.
"I have to get up early tomorrow, so I'll go back first."
After a while, he choked out a sentence and hurriedly left. Jiang Xinyu snorted.
Jiang Yuzhu was embarrassed, but the younger sister and Chen Yi came here, did they come to get into the woods?
She hesitated and asked: "Little sister, what are you two doing here?"
Jiang Xinyu raised the straw bag in her hand and said, "Come and catch the frogs."
Jiang Yuzhu blushed, ashamed of her random guess just now.
"Sister, have you had your meal? Come catch frogs with us."
Jiang Yuzhu didn't have the nerve to stay any longer, "Don't tell mom about going back, I'm going home first."
Jiang Yuzhu ran away in a hurry, and Jiang Xinyu heard Chen Yi chuckle.
"Why are you laughing?" Jiang Xinyu looked at him.
"You take a hundred steps to laugh at them."
Jiang Xinyu snorted, "How can we not be the same as them?"
Chen Yi liked what she said, so he turned on the flashlight and started to shine on the frogs, "Why is it different?"
"Our thinking is different from people today. Divorce after a few decades is nothing. In this day and age, most people stay married for life."
Seeing that the frog illuminated by the lamp was motionless, Jiang Xinyu hurriedly opened the mask of her straw bag and got up.
She didn't dare to touch this thing, so she had to press the straw bag, look up at Chen Yi, and signal him to come.
Chen Yi handed her the flashlight, squatted down and put the frog into the straw bag.
There is a gentle breeze on a summer night, and mosquitoes cannot lie on human skin to suck blood when there is wind.
The crops in the ground were blown by the wind and made a slight sound, the leaves in the forest belt rustled, the moonlight became brighter and brighter, and the grass and trees cast mottled images on the ground.
The two of them were catching frogs and talking a lot. Jiang Xinyu complained about how much she had suffered while working in the school. Tomorrow and the next nine days would be spent in the fields. Thinking about it, she felt hopeless.
The light of the flashlight still attracted a few children who had not slept after dinner. A group of people were chattering. Jiang Xinyu took out a few candies from her pocket and shared them with them.
Jiang Xinyu returned home with a full harvest. Chen Yi walked her to the door and asked, "I'm going to the city early tomorrow morning. Do you have anything you want?"
Jiang Xinyu shook her head and said: "There is nothing needed, but what are you going to do?"
He said, "Go check the radio."
Buying a radio was the next step. He wanted to see if he could find some old broken ones at the junkyard, repair them, and then sell them on the black market.
Ding Changhai had bought a broken radio at a very low price before, and he helped repair it. He sold it on the black market and resold it for more than five times the profit. Otherwise, Ding Changhai wouldn't be able to treat guests so generously in a state-owned hotel.
You don't come across antiques every day, it's good if you come across them once a month. He has to think of other ways to make money.
The fact that he can repair these old objects is all due to his grandfather having a lot of these old objects. Once something breaks and his grandfather cannot repair it, he will call him. He originally didn't know how to do it, but he has tinkered with it too many times.
, and gradually became proficient.
Jiang Xinyu felt resentful about the hard work in the next few days, and said shamelessly: "If you are free, you must come back and help me work."
Li Yuezhen came out of the house and was about to go to the toilet. She heard the sound of the two people arriving at the door of the courtyard. She simply squatted and waited in the courtyard. As a result, she heard Jiang Xinyu confidently asking her partner to help her with the work. Then, she heard the long voice again.
Chen Yi, who was very clean and handsome, responded with a very considerate hello.
When Jiang Xinyu was happy, she stood up on tiptoes and kissed Chen Yi on the face with a smile.
"Then let's just say goodbye."
Chen Yi looked at her with gentle eyes, turned around and went back to the house, carrying half of the frogs and heading home.
Li Yuezhen looked at this beautiful little village girl with surprise. How could she kiss her partner so "unrestrainedly"?
Jiang Xinyu closed the courtyard door, turned around and saw Li Yuezhen squatting under the shed, raising her head as if looking at her.
"Comrade Li, why are you eavesdropping here? Be careful of needle holes."
Li Yuezhen stood up speechlessly, "You two blocked the door, how can I get out? You lesbian, you don't know how to be ashamed at all."
She dared to kiss him, so why didn't he dare to let her see it?
The two muttered a few words, but Jiang Xinyu wasn't angry. Anyway, the whole team knew that she and Chen Yi were in a relationship. How could they spread gossip?
Li Yuezhen saw the frog in her hand and said happily: "I'll catch some with you tomorrow. The one your mother made last time was so delicious. When I go back in the future, it won't be easy to eat it."
Li Yuezhen has lived in Jiang Xinyu's house for a long time. She is more familiar with Jiang Yuzhu and can talk and laugh with Jiang Xinyu.
Jiang Xinyu likes Comrade Li Yuezhen more than Chen Jiajia who has left.
Jiang Xinyu put the frog on the ground floor of the kitchen. The water in the pot was still simmering. After taking a comfortable bath, she entered the room and saw Comrade Jiang Zhenzhen sitting on the bedside with a book and flipping through the pages.
"What are you looking at?"
Jiang Zhenzhen showed her the cover. The big words on it were clearly "Xu Zhimo's Collected Poems". The cover was a little yellowed and old, and the book looked a bit old.
"Autumn rain is beside a stream of cold autumn water, in a haggard autumn willow, on a timid autumn branch, on a leaf that is about to turn yellow, and listen to his kindness..."
"Which one of you knows these two words?" Jiang Zhenzhen handed the book to her two sisters.
Jiang Yuzhu shook his head, and Jiang Xinyu said: "Butter, bab, bab, blah, blah, blah, yu and sha."
"Where did this collection of poems come from?"
Jiang Yuzhu said with an unnatural expression: "This is a gift from Zhou Qi." She liked the song "Farewell Cambridge" the most.
Every poem in this poem has a feeling that she can't describe. It's beautiful and melancholy. She has almost recited it after reading it in the past few days.
Jiang Zhenzhen nodded after reading one and closed the book, "It seems that this book of poems is not sold in the bookstores in our county."
Dabao in the room started crying again. Jiang Zhenzhen hurried back to comfort the child without saying a few words.
After the candles were extinguished, Jiang Yuzhu worriedly told Jiang Xinyu again: "You can't tell my mother about me."
Jiang Xinyu warned her uneasily, "Sister, you can't be confused. Keep a certain distance from him. The person you are talking to is the person you are talking to, and you must not do anything inappropriate. When the time comes, he will just pat his ass and leave. What will you do?
Woolen cloth?"
Jiang Yuzhu blushed when she said, "I know, please stop saying it." It was so embarrassing.
She and Zhou Qi are not compatible, and she can't see the future. She should keep some distance from him in the future. She can't understand what the younger sister said, "It's OK to talk to someone, but you have to keep a distance." If it's destined not to get married,
It would be better not to start. Thinking of the poems by Xu Zhimo that she had read these days, Jiang Yuzhu felt so sad that she wanted to cry.
What Jiang Xinyu didn't expect was that she would make Zhou Qi fall out of love just by saying a few more words. Jiang Xinyu nipped the two of them in the bud right from the beginning.
Jiang Zhenzhen's baby cried two or three times during the night, and Jiang Xinyu would be woken up every time. The baby's cries were sharp and loud, and silent at night. It was really penetrating.
On a slope not far from the village entrance, Zhang Tiezhu, an old bachelor, was lying in his clothes. He was sleeping soundly. Even if he was bitten by mosquitoes, he would just pat him in his sleep. The sound of snoring and the sound of frogs came one after another.