Back to 1980: Please Love Me Again

Chapter 195
Shanqian Village, Zhao Family Fish Pond.

These words seemed to drain all of Zhao Wenjun's strength, she bent down, hugged her knees and wept silently.

Zhao Jing didn't know how to comfort her.

She couldn't say anything about children being unimportant or that Brother Zheng wouldn't care. These words were weak and could not comfort Zhao Wenjun.

She squatted down and patted Zhao Wenjun's back lightly.

Zhao Wenjun didn't cry for too long, she had secretly cried too many times in the past two days.

Zheng Guangming looked for her as soon as he came back from Xiangjiang.

Unlike Zhao Wenmu who fell asleep for two days in the dark when he got home, Zheng Guangming couldn't sleep the night he returned to Pingyang County.

He tossed and turned on the bed like this, finally couldn't hold back anymore, and got out of bed in the dark.

Afraid of waking his wife, he dared not turn on the light.

Putting on the Hong Kong-style printed shirt brought from Xiangjiang in the dark, the whole person is handsome, fashionable and heroic.

Then he took off his clothes carefully, for fear of getting dirty.

Then he took out a small box with gentle eyes and kept rubbing it.

That night, he was both excited and apprehensive, looking forward to the dawn, but also a little afraid of the dawn.

"Brother Zheng, a ring is required for a marriage proposal, which means a lifetime."

Zhao Wenmu's words were like the whispers of the devil, always echoing in his ears.

"Is it like the ring you bought for Ah Jing?"

He remembered asking that at the time.

"Yes, it's like the ring I bought for Ah Jing."

"I will buy her many rings, but there will always be only one wedding ring."

By accident, Zheng Guangming walked into a time-honored gold shop on the streets of Macau, and picked out two simple rings.

What size ring is suitable for Zhao Wenjun, Zheng Guangming doesn't need to ask others.

The qualities of a true scout.

In Yangcheng, in Shenzhen, in Xiangjiang, and in Macau, Zheng Guangming found that he would always unconsciously think of Zhao Wenjun, the thin figure in Yangquan washing a large bucket full of clothes by himself, and the innocent crying in the guest house. woman.

I also think of the girl with a bright smile and bright eyes in the fish pond in Shanqian Village.

She carefully holds the crayfish that is about to give birth, and earnestly records the breeding experience in the notebook. The slanting sun shines on her face, and a strand of hair hangs down her forehead. in the world.

Like wild flowers blooming in the wind on the mountain.

She is his quiet years.

He just wanted to marry her home and hold her in his palm.

Before dawn, Zheng Guangming took advantage of the faint light of the morning sun to seriously wash his hands.

After making breakfast for his old lady, Zheng Guangming hid and spent more than an hour tidying up his appearance and dressing himself.

Glancing secretly, seeing her son almost tearing up the hem of his clothes, Mrs. Dong Liya couldn't help but twitch her forehead.

Finally, Zheng Guangming stepped out of the house after No.20 smoothing the corners of his clothes.

"Light, come on!"

The old lady smiled and cheered him up.

Zheng Guangming's entire face was red, and he nodded heavily.

"Ah."

When he arrived at the fish pond in Shanqian Village, the woman he missed day and night was already standing by the fish pond.

"Wen Jun, I have something to tell you."

Zhao Wenjun obediently followed him to the locust tree beside the fish pond. This place is close to the path and has a wide view.

Neither need to worry about the conversation between them being overheard.

It is open and frank, with a clear view, and being seen by others will not cause trouble to Zhao Wenjun's reputation.

Zheng Guangming recalled the moment when he loaded the magazines, loaded the bayonet, and bowed to prepare to rush out before charging on the battlefield.

With this courage, he finally said this sentence.

So far there is no way out.

"Wen Jun, will you marry me?"

As soon as he said this, Zheng Guangming completely regained his courage. He looked at the woman's eyes as clear as a lake, and his voice was gentle and firm:
"Wenjun, I don't know when I fell in love with you. Maybe it started when you returned to Yangquan City last year and Amu asked me to follow you all the way."

"In the car, I watched you secretly looking in the direction of Shanqian Village and wiped your tears; on the train, I watched your thin body shrunk to protect the burden in your arms."

Inside the package are gifts prepared by relatives for her.

"Yangquan City, I watched you starch and wash your family's clothes."

"Perhaps, at that time, more feelings were pitiful and distressed."

Zhao Wenjun frowned imperceptibly.

Zheng Guangming's marriage proposal made her at a loss for a while, and even completely lost her ability to think.

Until then, some clarity was finally restored.

There were tears in her eyes, and she quietly listened to Zheng Guangming's continuation.

"Later, when you returned to Shanqian Village, Ah Mu asked me to help you dry mushrooms and raise crayfish."

"I gradually realized how wrong I was."

"You don't need anyone to be pitiful."

"You are an excellent girl, but you just didn't have the opportunity to show your best side before. You are beautiful and kind, you are focused and serious in doing things, and you are moving towards the future that Amu said little by little."

When Zheng Guangming said "beautiful and kind", Zhao Wenjun bowed his head shyly.

"You deserve the best!"

"But I'm afraid, Wenjun, I'm afraid."

Zhao Wenjun looked at Zheng Guangming with some puzzlement.

"I'm afraid that if you move forward too fast, I won't be able to catch up with you. One day, the gap between us will be too big, and then I will never have another chance."

"I can only think selfishly, marry you home now, you are a kind person, and you won't run away if you get married."

When Zheng Guangming said this, he felt a little ashamed, but he was very firm.

All these words are the truest thoughts in his heart.He felt that he was just a rough man who only knew some military knowledge, but he had been disabled and demobilized.

If it weren't for Zhao Wenmu's help, he would have worked hard to make a living at best.

And Zhao Wenjun has indeed walked on a path that suits her.

The road of raising crayfish must be a broad road.

The property that Zhao Wenmu has spent the most time on so far, he believes must have an extraordinary value.

Finally, he opened the small box wrapped in red flannel, and inside was a shining golden ring.

"Wen Jun, will you marry me?"

Zheng Guangming tried his best to keep calm, looked at Zhao Wenjun and spoke again.

However, after a moment of silence, Zhao Wenjun calmly replied:

"I'm sorry, Brother Zheng, I just treat you as a big brother."

"sorry."

When she was done, she turned and walked away.

Tears fell silently from the corners of his eyes, and his delicate ruddy face was soon covered with tears.

But she didn't raise her hand to wipe it.

Until turning the corner, it is determined that the people behind can no longer see.

Zhao Wenjun bent over and squatted on the ground, crying bitterly.

What no one knew was that in her pocket was a diagnosis report from the County Maternal and Child Health Hospital.

"...It is suspected that the fallopian tubes are blocked and it is difficult to conceive."

(End of this chapter)