Back to 1980: Please Love Me Again

Chapter 197 Procambarus clarkii

Shanqian Village, Fish Pond.

Zhao Wenmu closed his eyes, cruelly, and picked up the little girl.

"Baby, Tingting, are you having fun today?"

"happy!"

"Ok!"

Looking at the happy smiling faces of the two little guys, Zhao Wenmu also felt a sense of pride.

The most important thing is for Guaibao to be happy, and it's okay to be scolded by his wife.

As for how he could see that the two of them were happy, it was very simple. The clay figurine showed its snow-white teeth. Isn't this a proof of happiness?
However, walking all the way home, Zhao Wenmu became more and more timid.

How about sneaking home?

Go back quietly, and change clothes for yourself and the two little guys before Zhao Jing finds out.

Unknowingly, it's perfect!
Zhao Wenmu thought about it carefully, this idea is feasible!

So he quietly detoured around the fish pond, thinking that he could go around to the back door from here, and then slipped into the house.

Zhao Jing is definitely not in the fish pond at this moment, how could she chat with the second sister for so long!

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Even with this thought in his heart, when he walked near the fish pond, Zhao Wenmu still glanced at the fish pond in fear.

Sure enough, no one.

He led Xiao Ziting forward quickly.

There is a low embankment between the fish pond and the real reservoir to prevent river water from pouring into the side of the fish pond during the wet season.

At this moment, the water level of the river is very low, and the side of the embankment has disappeared, replaced by green grass.

Hey, why is there a voice of talking?
Why does it sound so much like my own wife?

"Second Aunt! Young Aunt! Mom!"

"Look at the big fish I caught!"

Xiao Ziting suddenly shouted.

Zhao Wenmu stopped.

Like a machine whose bearings were rotten and jammed, Zhao Wenmu twisted his neck and looked behind the embankment.

Liu Xiumei, Zhao Wenjun, and Zhao Jing sat on the green grass behind the embankment.

There is a tablecloth in front of me, some drinks and snacks.

who am I?Where am i?

Is this a dream?

"Zhao Ziting!"

With a sharp shout, Zhao Wenmu and Zhao Ziting shivered together.

"Uncle took me to fish!"

The little guy immediately betrayed Zhao Wenmu.

"Fishing! Fishing!"

The little girl in Zhao Wenmu's arms was yelling restlessly, and at the same time she was scratching around.

As a result, Zhao Wenmu's already mud-stained clothes became even more messy, and even his face was stroked many times by the little guy's mud-stained hands.

Zhao Jing patted her forehead.

The picture in front of me was almost ashamed to look at.

The reason why Liu Xiumei appeared here was because she also saw that Zhao Wenjun was in an abnormal mood these two days, so she came to take care of her.

As a result, Zhao Jing and Zhao Wenjun were very interested in reminiscing about the past, so the three simply brought drinks and tablecloths and sat here to camp.

In the end, Liu Xiumei didn't beat Ziting.

Zhao Wenmu stopped her from beating her, and besides, she was just trying to scare her, but she was actually not willing to beat her younger daughter.

Xiao Ziting and Xiao Nannan were dragged by their respective mothers and washed directly by the river.

In the hot summer, the river has been exposed to the sun for a day, and the temperature is just right at this moment.

In fact, the villagers also like to take a bath in the river in the evening after a day's work.

Zhao Wenmu has no face to face others, and just wants to get out of here quickly.

Taishe is dead!

Fortunately, the little bean bag on his back made it out in time, and a loud cry attracted everyone's attention.

"Ah, the bean bun may be hungry, I'll take him back to find the second sister-in-law!"

After Zhao Wenmu finished speaking, he returned home as if fleeing.

He didn't dare to look at Zhao Jing's angry eyes.

She just washed this dress yesterday!
In the next few days, Zhao Jing was very busy in the mushroom drying field and the crayfish hatching pond, and all the housework was handed over to Zhao Wenmu.

Zhao Wenmu naturally knew that his wife was punishing him.

He was so happy too.

After dinner, the young couple nestled in the study, enjoying the most peaceful and peaceful time of the day.

Zhao Jing tied her hair behind her head, took a pencil instead of a hairpin, and was concentrating on writing at her desk.

Zhao Wenmu read a novel with great interest.

The first article of Zhao Jing and Rong Xinyi's "Southland Experience" has been published, and the magazine very warmly invited them to do a column.

The two daughters are enthusiastic, and write at their desks whenever they have free time.

After staying for a while, he stood behind Zhao Jing and helped her rub her shoulders like a dog.

"Daughter-in-law, are you still angry?"

"Don't be angry, why be angry!"

Zhao Jing is actually not angry, she just doesn't want to do housework these days, why is she angry?

Zhao Wenmu resented.

He also knew that Zhao Jing was a little awkward, but he just enjoyed the feeling of being pampered by him, which was considered a little fun for the husband and wife.

Slowly reach down with both hands.

With a snap, Zhao Jing patted the big hand that was getting more and more restless.

"Daughter-in-law, I suddenly remembered something."

Zhao Wenmu stopped what he was doing, clasped his fingers with Zhao Jing, looked into her eyes, and said solemnly.

Seeing that he was suddenly so serious, Zhao Jing asked curiously:
"whats the matter?"

"On the night of the second sister-in-law's delivery, we seemed to have something to do!"

A sly smile flickered across Zhao Wenmu's mouth.

Zhao Jing instinctively felt something was wrong, and immediately remembered what Zhao Wenmu said was unfinished.

She was ashamed and angry, and wanted to get up.

However, it was already too late, fingers intertwined, how could it be so easy to break free.

Zhao Wenmu understood Zhao Jing's meaning after a little thought.

After getting along for a long time, he finally understood that Zhao Jing is also a little girl who also likes to dream about things.

Zhao Wenmu, who is magnanimous and doting on his wife, naturally has no answer.

If Zhao Jing had expected such a result, she would probably regret it very much.

In Shanqian Village, the days are like spring water in the mountains, flowing slowly.

Let people linger.

Zhao Wenjun's life is as usual, taking care of crayfish and crabs by the fish pond day after day.

The only difference is that Zheng Guangming did not show up these days.

And she would only cry alone in the middle of the night when no one was around.

"Second Sister, I'll give you a gift some other day, it's definitely a good thing!"

Zhao Wenmu said mysteriously.

This is indeed a good thing. He asked aquatic experts to search for it for more than half a year, but he couldn't get it.

In the end, I entrusted Rong Renyi to help find it, and finally found the authentic work.

It was the Procambarus clarkii he was thinking of.

Genuine crayfish!
(End of this chapter)