A coquettish and book-worn man lives by a rough man

Gu Jiaojiao counted the things to prepare for the New Year one by one, as if she had thought about these things thousands of times.

Every name is like a treasure.

This appearance of a good wife and loving mother made Leng Yuan a little dazed.

It seemed that this person really planned to live a good life with him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking at Gu Jiaojiao.

He found that since the drug was given to him that night, Gu Jiaojiao had changed.

"Jiaojiao."

"Ok?"

Gu Jiaojiao was thinking about how much corn stalks to buy, when she heard Leng Yuan's words, she couldn't help but raise her head.

"Today I killed three rabbits, five pheasants, and picked up several litters of wild eggs. I gave Jianshe one hare and two pheasants. I didn't give the eggs. There were more than 20 of them, all of which were put under the shed. I'm done, what are you going to do?"

When Gu Jiaojiao heard that there was meat to eat, she immediately beamed and said, "I went up the mountain to pick a lot of mushrooms today, and I can eat pheasant stewed mushrooms at night. I'll go to Aunt Zhao and put some potatoes in. This is enough for us to eat."

Leng Yuan has no objection: "Yes."

It's just that before Gu Jiaojiao went out to Aunt Zhao's house, Chen Jianshe was wearing a raincoat and brought some potatoes and radishes over.

He didn't stay long, put down his things and left.

Gu Jiaojiao knew that the two of them had a good relationship, so she was not polite at the moment.

As soon as Chen Jianshe left, the head of the brigade arrived in a coir raincoat.

His trousers were rolled up to his knees, and he wore straw sandals on his feet.

"Leng Yuan, the newspaper office called me, urging you to submit the manuscript!"

The whole village, only the captain and Chen Jianshe knew about Leng Yuan's monthly contributions to the newspaper.

Sometimes Leng Yuan is not around, and the emails are signed by the team leader and Chen Jianshe.

No, in order to save phone bills, the newspaper office directly told the captain.

The captain immediately came to inform.

Gu Jiaojiao: ...

It turned out that at this time, there was an editor's reminder.

Leng Yuan responded.

The team leader smiled: "You write well, this is an errand that no one can ask for."

"You will post it in two days, and people are waiting for it to be published in the newspaper!"

The captain gave Leng Yuan a few more instructions.

Leng Yuan went to the shed to pick up a pheasant and gave it to the team leader, but the team leader refused to pick it up.

"Eat it yourself!"

After finishing speaking, he swallowed his saliva in disappointment.

There is no way, these days, there is not enough food, let alone meat.

All hungry.

Gu Jiaojiao suddenly regained her balance.

It turned out that she was not the only one who was greedy for meat.

Leng Yuan: ...

Why do you feel that Chen Beiguo's expression just now resembles Gu Jiaojiao's?

He couldn't help but hand it to the captain.

Seeing that Leng Yuan insisted, Chen Beiguo accepted it.

"Then I'll take it, you're busy! I'm leaving!"

After speaking, he took the pheasant and left.

Normally, the captain wouldn't dare to carry it home so openly, but now that it's raining, there's no one on the road, so he's not afraid of being seen.

Although whoever brings back the things on the mountain belongs to them.

But you still have to avoid people.

Otherwise, it is easy to attract people's jealousy.

The captain left, Leng Yuan went to deal with the hares and pheasants, Gu Jiaojiao was free.

Only then did Leng Yuan speak.

"Jiaojiao, I finished the manuscript, can you check the typos for me?"

"If there's no problem, I'll take it to the county seat and send it tomorrow."

Gu Jiaojiao felt that this was not a big deal, so she nodded in agreement.

Leng Yuan told Gu Jiaojiao to put the manuscript in the drawer on the left side of the desk, and began to concentrate on dealing with the hare.

Gu Jiaojiao returned to the room and looked at the neatly tidied desk. This was the first time she had opened Leng Yuan's drawer.

This is considered a relatively private thing, and Gu Jiaojiao would not touch it casually at home.

The last time, when she was hugged by Leng Yuan on his lap, was the closest time she touched Leng Yuan's desk.

Gu Jiaojiao couldn't help but blush when she thought of the boundless strength contained in the man's taut thighs and arms.

She took a deep breath and opened the drawer.

There were stacks of papers neatly placed in the drawer, and each stack was folded. Gu Jiaojiao saw the manuscript that Leng Yuan said on the top.

It's always spring when it's full of purples and reds, so it's okay to vote for a recommendation.